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One hundred and eighty-nine pulse diagnosis episode

Unable to slow down the descent, I was extremely anxious and asked the person I trusted most for help.

"Elders, my master must have been seriously injured during a fight with others. Please help me. I will be grateful to the Zhengyi Sect in the future!"

Jia Si has been in the exchange all year round and knows best the so-called righteousness of those famous families. Even if the other party is the person who just saved your life, as long as the development of the situation may threaten their own safety, they will find various excuses to do something.

He stayed out of the situation without changing his expression.

"Whoosh...!"

A white light suddenly flashed, and before everyone could react to the development of the situation, the white light flew straight into the sky with a sound of breaking through the sky.

"Hmph, this man wants face and skin. After living for such a long time, it is an eye-opener to see such a person who behaves like an object!"

The bearded eyes were chattering like bouncy balls, and he immediately realized that someone was missing in the crowd. He originally wanted to wait for Zhang Yun's entourage to add some substantial chips before taking action, but this dream was actually given up by the sanctimonious Xing Hongyu.

I was so upset that my bearded heart felt as if someone had stabbed me with a knife. I wanted to go up and grab the credit right away.

Xing Hongyu, who was flying straight into the sky, reversed his wrist and released the Soaring Cloud spell to slow down Zhang Yun's fall. He took advantage of the situation and held his arm. "Ka, ka, ka...," there was a sound of broken bones.

The scattered bloody air poured into his nose, and Xing Hongyu suddenly felt that Zhang Yun's wrist in his hand was extremely soft, as soft as the leg meat of an animal with bones removed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Oh my gosh...it can't be this crispy!"

Xing Hongyu used his wrists to force Zhang Yun into his arms, directly carried him and prepared to lower him to the ground before making plans. When he touched his slightly hard back, Xing Hongyu was already on the verge of collapse. He obviously had good intentions to save him.

The man was fully prepared, but now he accidentally crushed the man's wrist bone to pieces, and he didn't know how to explain it to his companions.

Zhang Lingyun, who almost fainted, felt a sudden pulling force. The force was so strong that it broke the balance of spiritual power that he had managed to maintain. The broken arm bones connected by fine spiritual power threads were broken again more seriously than before.

Zhang Lingyun didn't know the intentions of the person next to him, so he playfully shook his arms as soft as noodles. When the sharp bone spurs continued to stir in his muscles, Zhang Lingyun was constantly bombarded by the pain of cutting and stabbing, and could only

One thought was to kill this bastard. If he hadn't heard the loud shouts of Xiaohuo and the others, Zhang Lingyun could guarantee that this man would not be able to see the sun tomorrow!

"Hurry up...…!"

"Catch...catch!"

No one among Xiao Huo and others knew Teng Yun's technique. Seeing Xing Hongyu step forward to rescue Zhang Lingyun in a critical moment, they were very grateful. Seeing that the two were about to collide, everyone held their breath and watched the development of the situation.

The heart also stopped beating due to nervousness. It was not until Xing Hongyu successfully caught Zhang Lingyun that it returned to normal.

"Be gentle, be gentle, didn't you see he was covered in blood?"

When the Thousand-faced Sand Cat saw Xing Hongyu's thick hands and feet covered in blood, and then saw the blood gushing from Zhang Lingyun's arm muscles, he immediately jumped into a rage and yelled loudly, completely ignoring that Xing Hongyu had just come to help, which was a bit rude.

He snatched the person away and prepared to take care of him.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat was a little confused as soon as he put the man on his body. When did he start to care so much about his life and death? He shouldn't have any emotion for Zhang Lingyun other than using it. Even sympathy would be for his own sake.

The heart is shaken.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat smelled the bloody smell floating in the air, and after a tangled mental battle, he finally decided to protect Zhang Lingyun from the coma crisis for the sake of Zhang Lingyun's current serious injury, even if he had just given him back.

The feeling of making a small fortune for oneself.

"Brother Lingyun, brother Lingyun...,"

Xiao Huo pushed aside the onlookers and picked up Zhang Lingyun. Seeing that one side of his cheek, arms and calves were all bloody and bloody, a feeling of sadness surged into his heart, and tears started to flow out of control like a flood.

"Heal the young master first. Don't let tears invade the wound...it will hurt!"

Poisonous Flame Centipede has never seen Zhang Lingyun in such a miserable state. Even when the two met for the first time in a life-and-death battle, Zhang Lingyun always teased him with a smile.

Now Zhang Lingyun's eyes are narrowed and his breathing is weak. Even the fluctuations of his spiritual energy are very weak. In addition, Xiaohuo is sobbing quietly but very sadly. Poisonous Flame Centipede has the illusion that he will be knocked out of his mind at any time. Even when he clenches his hands, his nails dig into his flesh.

None of them were noticed.

"To save people...you need to lie down first, hiss...!"

Xiao Huo, who was confused, heard Brother Du Yan's instructions and obeyed as if he had a backbone. He was afraid that the wound would burst again and did not dare to move Zhang Lingyun's position. He knelt down on the ground full of gravel, but didn't want to

A few gravels scratched the soft muscles of the ankle, and the cold and sharp stinging sensation made Xiao Huo tremble all over, and he couldn't help but take a sharp breath before he calmed down.

Xiao Huo took Zhang Lingyun, who was covered in stains, and instantly gave up the idea of ​​laying him down. He didn't want brother Ling Yun's already scarred body to suffer any unnecessary harm, so Xiao Huo gently leaned Zhang Lingyun against him.

, then looked helplessly at Poisonous Flame Centipede and others, blinking his big watery eyes and asking for help.

"Ahem... Mr. An Yixuan, the head of Baicao Hall, we can be considered partners in the same boat. Please check my pulse,"

Although Jia Si understands Thousand-faced Sand Cat's mood, he does not agree with her reckless and impulsive way of acting. If Zhang Lingyun's injury was not very serious and Xiao Huo's pitiful appearance, he would definitely let this crazy cat go to fight with these people on his own.

Negotiate with her and let her learn a lesson and be looked down upon. This will save her from going crazy in the future and causing harm to others without even realizing it.

"Your Excellency is in a serious condition. Saving people is our job as doctors. We must not be too polite when treating injuries."

The corners of An Yixuan's mouth unconsciously raised slightly. He was a little disgusted with this euphemistic way of intimidation, but he couldn't do anything that would harm the benevolence of the doctor in front of everyone.

An Yixuan walked to Zhang Yun with small steps, and slightly adjusted the other person's sitting posture so that his hand and forearm were at the same level as his heart. He put his palm upward and his forearm flat to smooth the blood flow, making it easier for him to diagnose all the other person's symptoms.

He placed his three fingers on Zhang Yun's wrist, and first felt the pulse with the pad of his middle finger. After he couldn't feel the slightest pulse, his eyebrows on both sides moved closer together involuntarily.

"Is this guy okay? I heard that Baicaotang is a black shop that specializes in making money from medicines that strengthen muscles and bones, nourish yin and nourish the kidneys!"

The only remaining members of the Xinghai Clan

The monks of the grandson generation have long been dissatisfied with Baicaotang's beards and gibberish. Unfortunately, my cultivation is not good enough, so I can only let him humiliate my junior uncle just now. Now that their leader is making a fool of himself in public, it is he who has caused trouble for him.

Good opportunity.

"Hey, if you dare to arrange Baicaotang at will, you're going to get a short slap on your face!"

The bearded man didn't like these formal things at all. He was looking around in boredom when he happened to find the little kid talking to himself. The beard was exposed, his arms were rolled up, and he was ready to teach this ignorant young man a lesson.

, let him take a good long memory and avoid spreading bad words about Baicaotang outside.

Although the young man's voice was suppressed, the people present were all highly skilled practitioners. Even if a mosquito flew ten meters away, he could still find it and kill it calmly if he wanted to.

"Everyone be quiet, don't disturb Chief An's pulse diagnosis!"

Xingyao knew that he was in the wrong and took the initiative to yell at his grandson. When the situation was unclear, anyone would be a fighting force in a real fight. Even if their cultivation level was at the bottom, they could still be used to slow down the enemy when everyone was running away.

As a bargaining chip, they must not be allowed to kill each other again.

An Yixuan looked a little unnatural when he heard the junior's slander. He moved his fingers slightly and touched repeatedly to check for his pulse. However, after several failed attempts, his cheeks turned red due to embarrassment and anger.

Just when An Yixuan was about to admit that he was not good at studying and could not even find the pulse of the injured person, he suddenly thought of another pulse on the human body. This is where the human pulse must pass. As long as the heart is still beating, there must be one there.

To check the pulse, An Yixuan adjusted Zhang Yun's neck slightly, raised his hand and touched it with three fingers to detect the pulse.

"so far so good...…,"

When An Yixuan felt Zhang Yun's weak pulse, he instantly recalled the excitement of diagnosing the pulse when he first learned medicine. An Yixuan kept pressing the pulse position. After several tests, he stopped and stepped back with a relaxed expression.

He grabbed Zhang Yun's arm again and released a trace of spiritual power into his body.

An Yixuan allowed his spiritual power to wander in the opponent's spiritual veins, but he felt that some energy was pulling the direction of his spiritual power intentionally or unintentionally. An Yixuan slowed down the movement speed of his spiritual power several times, and the process was very smooth without any sense of sluggishness.

, making him feel that those feelings just now were all illusions.

Zhang Lingyun, who had been pretending to be in a coma, instinctively resisted the detection of external spiritual power. After the other party changed paths several times, Zhang Lingyun knew that the other party would never give up until he achieved his goal, so he guided the external spiritual power to the sealed spiritual power in several places.

I wandered around the garden in my veins, and didn't feel relieved until the other party took the initiative to withdraw that spiritual power.

"Mr. An's technique is really unique. This is the first time I have seen this kind of pulse diagnosis!"

Situ Wan'er had an innocent look on her face as she watched An Yixuan busy there. A flash of light passed in her eyes. What she said was neither a compliment nor a derogation.

After An Yixuan finished diagnosing the pulse, he stopped his hand and stood up. He looked up at the sky thoughtfully, and slowly said with everyone's expectant eyes, "Zhang Shaoxia's pulse is floating and not converging. If you press it, it will disperse. The coming and going is unknown. That's why."

Hemorrhagic syndrome..."

"Hey..." The junior from the Xinghai tribe was about to speak, but was frightened away by the patriarch's majestic look. He tilted his head in dissatisfaction and murmured, "You can see that he is covered in blood.
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